Monthly Archives: April 2011

My father would be breaking into song. He did that often. On a fine day, well, ‘Grab your coat and get your hat/ Leave your worry on the doorstep/Just direct your feet/To the sunny side of the street.’ He enjoyed … Continue reading →

At one with the world. No before or after. Only now. No, not a mystic far advanced in contemplation but a ginger cat. It lay on its side, motionless in the afternoon sun. As I passed it turned its head. Its eyes … Continue reading →

The old lady in a wheelchair held a sprig of rosemary between her clasped hands. She was very still. She had been married in a church only a mile or so away 60 years previously. She greeted her many friends … Continue reading →

A path is beginning to form across a meadow. It borders a river and whenever I look down from the bridge over it I think of the words of the poem by Gerard Manley Hopkins about the Binsey poplar trees … Continue reading →

This post may seem to depart from my general theme but it indicates my perspective on times which go back to before World War Two. In short I have just been destroying a good deal of my recent past, in … Continue reading →

I’ve solved a problem I’ve mentioned in earlier posts. Why would anyone plant many 100s of acres of ‘cabbages’? And the further afield I went, the more mini prairies of cabbages I found. These fields in other years have grown … Continue reading →